Which temp would you choose. After my dentist appointment I'll let you guess. Now, I'm thinking of the beach and just to be different...strawberries or fresh pineapple and champagne. I KNOW I have a bottle of champagne in the fridge. "Moet et chandon...in a pretty cabinet." Now THAT is a great song! Killer Queen. You want to know another great song? I mean like all-time great. I mean when you hear it and you've had a few beers...or a lime Ricky or two...you might say..."That's the BEST song ever!". I Will Survive. Damn that's a good song. I used to really like War. (What is it good for? Good God, y'all..bump bump...etc)but I'm tired of it now and sort of like war. But...You can sing along to those songs. In the car those are songs you turn up loud. If I were riding in the car with my nephews and wanted to really piss them off the way it is so fun to do to latter-day generations...I'd sing along. ("At first I was afraid..I was petrified....") They look like they are going to throw up. LOL. ("She's a Killerrrrrrr Queen...gun powder, gelatine...." I have to stop this. I'm starting to sound like I actually think Oldies Stations are viable formats. The trouble with Oldies Stations is some ass-hole consultant...or National PD...is going to have you playing Gloria Gaynor and Queen AND...("In the summertime... when the weather is high....") Fuck Mungo Jerry! The problem is this is all a matter of opinion. And when some guy who couldn't hit the post if they were playing Stairway to Heaven...some consultant with a heart blacker than Olympia Snowe's hair...suggests that you should play Lover's Concerto three times a day you either meekly do it to keep your job and advance your career or you tell them to shove the Toys up their ass. I have to quit writing about this. I'm getting angry and my blood pressure is on the way north.